electronic voice

This morning, as I made myself some hardboiled eggs in the general quiet of the House of Rock pre-dawn, I heard a quiet quiet electronic voice that sounded like it was coming from the flames of our range.

I paused, confused, and then heard it again.

Ultimately, I determined it was my phone which had somehow dialed my voicemail in my pocket. “please enter your password followed by the pound key”

but for one moment there, I must admit, I thought the future was trying to communicate me.

4 thoughts on “electronic voice

  • 3/9/2006 at 2:11 pm

    Maybe it was the future. Did you try entering your password?

  • 3/9/2006 at 4:29 pm

    aww crap.

    I totally didn’t enter my password. I probably missed out on some sweet technologies.

    As soon as I get home today I’ll turn the range back on and see if they try to communicate again.

  • 3/9/2006 at 6:23 pm

    It’s probably Future Mike D, telling you something like “don’t forget to do the dishes”, or “wear a bullet-proof vest when you’re down in the empty carpark after selling Libyian terrorists fake bomb-making equipment”.

  • 3/10/2006 at 6:26 am

    No man should know too much about their own future.

    It makes them all crazy.


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